Michael gleefully replied, "Hey Jenny." Candice was shocked at the apparent friendliness between them. It made her focus even more venom at Jenny. "H...y Jenny, I heard you had a brainstorm last night, but it washed everything away", was her first little shot. "Jenny, I can speak slower, if you need me to. I promise not to use any big words, as well." Candice was going to really lay into her. Michael was just silent, thinking about what it would be like to fill out a cheerleader's uniform like. I paid the £3 as I wanted to see more as well as trying to see if I recognized her.I was overjoyed to discover that it was a Page 3 girl that I recognized and one that I had had many a wank over as well. When she was 22 (so it said in the mags anyway) I was about 16. I used to have a porn mag that she was in and had many fantises about fucking her.Now her prices were a bit higher than I had paid previously but I didn't care. It was £150 for 30 minutes but to be honest that was a bargain to fuck. I almost told him to slow it up and go easy, but before I did. Kelly started cumming. Are you k**ding? Getting hammered like that and she is able to cum still? Kelly had such a tight hold on him and squeaked "Cum! Cum deep! I want it. I want it all. I want your cum. I want to feel it shoot all the way to my chest! Fuck me baby. Fuck my cunt hard!" He couldn't hold out any longer and started bucking her so hard and was yelling "Aaawwwww! Take it! Take all of it! Drain my big. He has that chiseled face and tough-guy look. At that same time, he strikes me as an all-American, boy-next-door type. I wonder where he’s headed in his fancy business suit on a Friday morning. Sitting next to him, I feel underdressed in my black yoga pants and small grey hoodie. I still look cute, though, and that’s all that matters. We chatted for a few minutes when we boarded the plane and I thought I detected a little flirtation when he commented on my smile and asked how my morning was.